I am, and always will be, your friend

The small man says to his friend,
"I wish there was more time."
He has no idea of the repercussions of his statement.

(Behind him, is of course, Time. He's already not a puny fella in any shape or form. And his scythe is busy mowing down days and weeks - like a chainsaw cutting through small branches. He grows larger, reaching gigantic proportions, and cuts more - and faster. He laughs at his increased powers, and puny mortals running hither and yon in fear!

The Teevee Gods can help. If you've ever spent an active Sunday - running to the store, getting your haircut, cleaning the bathroom, playing a round of golf, and making your lunch for Monday...you'll wonder where the day went as you crawl into bed. But, if you spend the entire day watching teevee, you'll notice that you have lots of time left for more teevee watching. Still, as much as they want to help, they're only real power is to distract you from the passing clock, and the fact that your chores (and lunch) remain undone.

Point-wise, I'm just saying, wishing, hoping, waiting, and wanting more Time only leads to Time growing bigger, stronger and faster at cutting down the hours, days, weeks, months and years. Perhaps it's time to change the (*gasp - he's going to say it, isn't he!??!*) paradigm, and start wishing for less time. Maybe that will lead to a better, and longer life for all of us.)

The small man's friend replies,
"I don't."